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Chapter 432 Landslide
Old Zhuo's daughter-in-law didn't expect to have guests at home, so she didn't prepare enough meals, but she still brought hot meals and dishes to Song Jiang and the others, while she was eating a cold potato that she didn't know when to cook. ...

Song Jiang couldn't bear it when he saw it, so he also picked up a cold potato and said, "This is good and nutritious. When I was young, I liked steamed potatoes the most."

Seeing this, Lao Zhuo was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect this young man from the city to eat his own cold potatoes, so he quickly said to his wife, "Roast these potatoes on the fire..."

When the potatoes were brought back to the table again, they had already changed their appearance. They looked golden brown and crispy and delicious. Song Jiang couldn't wait to pick them up and took a bite and said, "Don't talk about it, these cold potatoes are made of rice." The fire is slightly scorched, and it tastes really delicious..."

Perhaps it was because of Song Jiang's move that inadvertently shortened the distance between each other, making the atmosphere in the room no longer as awkward as before. Seeing this, Lao Deng took the opportunity to say, "I brought the two of them here today because I want to be with you." Inquire about the origin of that sister's drum..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Lao Jiao's face became gloomy again, "Why do you want to inquire about these things?"

Of course, Song Jiang couldn't directly say that he was helping ghosts to find ghosts, so he said with a smile, "I'm writing an online novel. I was very interested in this story after I heard the legend of Sister Drum from Uncle Deng, so I asked him to bring it to me. We came to visit your..."

After hearing this, Lao Bao smacked the pipe on the edge of the table and said, "That's not a story or a legend, it's something that actually happened... If you just want to hear the story, forget it, sleep here tonight Once you wake up, please come back tomorrow morning!"

Song Jiang hurriedly said, "Uncle Ji, listen to me first... Listening to the story is only one aspect. In fact, our real purpose is to be entrusted by others, and we want to find the other side!"

"On the other side, sister drum? Do you think I'm doing wholesale business here?" Lao Huang said angrily.

"Of course not... We know that your ancestor was a great priest of an ancient clan ancestor, so you should know that this elder sister must have more than one side?!" Song Jiang said anxiously.

Lao Bao frowned and asked, "Who are you? I didn't even tell Lao Deng about these things, so how did you know?!"

At first, Song Jiang didn't know how to explain it to the other party. After all, what happened to the dumb ghost brothers and sisters happened thousands of years ago. The real reason for wanting to find that sister's drum is all because of a dream he often had since he was a child...

Then Song Jiang told Lao Jiao about the sacrifice scenes he saw in the dumb ghost's memory, and lied that these scenes would always appear in his dreams repeatedly, so he had to find the scene in his memory no matter what. A sister drum.

After hearing this, Meng Zhe silently cast a look of admiration at Song Jiang, thinking that you might be making it up, but who would have thought that Song Jiang's nonsense would actually convince Lao Zhuo, because he said something Regarding the details of the sacrificial ceremony, even Lao Zhuo, a true descendant of the tribe, only knew a little about it, so he immediately believed Song Jiang's words after hearing it, and even suspected that Song Jiang should be the reincarnation of someone at the sacrificial ceremony...

Song Jiang felt ashamed after hearing this, thinking that you must not regard me as your ancestor, otherwise your real ancestor will have to be revived by me!

Now that everything has been said to this point, Lao Bao has nothing to hide. Seeing that he first lit a pot of dry tobacco for himself, and then smoked a few puffs, he said in a deep voice, "You are right. Well, there was indeed more than one side of this sister drum back then... But every time there is a new sister drum, the old one will be destroyed."

"Ah... have everything been destroyed?!" Song Jiang asked with some disappointment.

Unexpectedly, Lao Huang gasped and said, "Except for one thing... I heard from my father that there was a problem in a grand sacrificial ceremony a thousand years ago. The ceremony was just halfway through. There was a landslide, and the entire altar was pressed down, and all the elders of the clan who participated in the sacrifice and the great priest at that time died tragically, and no one escaped, let alone the magic tools used for the sacrifice."

Song Jiang immediately asked excitedly when he heard it, "Is the altar for sacrifices back then in Cangduo Mountain?!"

Lao Zhuo nodded and said, "It's in a deeper valley...but I advise you not to think about going to that valley. It's surrounded by miasma all the year round, and wild boars and roe deer can't get out, let alone us. These ordinary people."

After hearing this, Meng Zhe said, "Don't worry about this, we have our own way to get in, and you just need to help us lead the way."

Seeing that Song Jiang and Meng Zhe had made up their minds, Lao Zhuo sighed and said, "I don't know if it was because the sacrificial ceremony back then was too cruel, which caused our tribe to suffer retribution for generations, and my son became a It’s like this now. I haven’t even said some things to Lao Deng. In fact, my son’s disease is a family inheritance. Every generation of our family will suffer from this strange disease. This has made our family thin. There are only three of us left in my generation. Forget it... maybe helping you find the altar in the dream can accumulate some evil virtues, and maybe it can unlock the curse that has been pressing on us for generations?!"

Seeing that Lao Zhuo finally agreed to lead the way for the two of them, Song Jiang was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Uncle Zhuo... I believe that good people will be rewarded with good things, and your son's illness will improve one day!"

When going to bed at night, Song Jiang tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He was not worried about the danger he would encounter when he entered the valley tomorrow, but because he was afraid that the drum had been buried in the soil for thousands of years. If he couldn't find it What should I do? !
"Where's your pancake?" Meng Zhe said angrily.

Song Jiang sighed after hearing this, "What if I still can't find Mei Duo's sister drum tomorrow?!"

Meng Zhe snorted softly, "What are you thinking about so much? Things have come to this point. If you can find it, you have to go to the valley to try tomorrow... Besides, even if we can't find it, there are still dumb ghosts? I believe As long as Mei Duo's ghost is still there, there will always be a day when the two brothers and sisters will be reunited."

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